"Where could they be?"
It was a dark cold night. The wind had calmed down enough for Kaseki to use his own bark to start a fire. He sat on a fallen tree beside his flame.
"The new moon, this is when we were to meet... Away from Fiore. Just me, my friends... and I."
The bushes rustled and leaves fell. It became rather creepy to the man of wood.
"I hope someone gets here soon... I hate being alone."
It was a dark cold night. The wind had calmed down enough for Kaseki to use his own bark to start a fire. He sat on a fallen tree beside his flame.
"The new moon, this is when we were to meet... Away from Fiore. Just me, my friends... and I."
The bushes rustled and leaves fell. It became rather creepy to the man of wood.
"I hope someone gets here soon... I hate being alone."